feel my soul and veins then tell me they aren't real.
by Blue on Tuesday, 24 December 2013


this atmosphere is making me completely hazy.
by Blue on Saturday, 21 December 2013


my lips are swollen from anticipation without you.
by Blue on Wednesday, 4 December 2013


over the seas between us and through the forests too.
by Blue on Monday, 2 December 2013


trust me boy, you wanna be high for this.
by Blue on Tuesday, 26 November 2013


take me far from the cynics in this town.
by Blue on Monday, 4 November 2013


dry your smoke-stained eyes.
by Blue on Friday, 1 November 2013


if you leave there's going to be space.
by Blue on Sunday, 13 October 2013


slowly sinking into my head.
by Blue on Monday, 30 September 2013


you don't say anything, but you don't have to.
by Blue on Wednesday, 18 September 2013


it just suggests that nothing's really perfect.
by Blue on Wednesday, 11 September 2013


this world has too many options for life.
by Blue on Thursday, 29 August 2013


my heart's been paralyzed.
by Blue on Sunday, 18 August 2013


my curls aren't silver and your lips aren't gold.
by Blue on Wednesday, 14 August 2013


he broke my eardrums and my chest won't stop ringing.
by Blue on Tuesday, 13 August 2013


the middle is a waste of time.
by Blue on Wednesday, 31 July 2013


is this what love sounds like?
by Blue on Saturday, 27 July 2013


the best thing you can do is steal.
by Blue on Saturday, 13 July 2013


she's awful at this board game.
by Blue on Monday, 8 July 2013


i'm practically perfect in every way.
by Blue on Wednesday, 3 July 2013


a reference for the curious mind.
by Blue on Monday, 24 June 2013


you were rubbing both my hands to keep away the cold.
by Blue on Wednesday, 19 June 2013


we both know we're not that strong.
by Blue on Tuesday, 11 June 2013


i don't care about the past.
by Blue on Wednesday, 5 June 2013

 

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I'm named after a flower. I have perpetual bedhead. I'm proficient in sophisticated malarkey. I have problems sleeping and swearing. I love plants and books. I want to go to Iceland.

this is important

"I'm still here because this is the rest of my life."
-S.H.

"I'm trying to be poetic because I'm trying to tell you the truth."